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echo of geese
heard by an old climber
fallen rock rumbles
reminding him of their retreat
to a cabin of love
*
wild island
covered in velvet fog
bridge to the summer sky
shrouded in pink and gold
they followed the birdsong
*
crossing the meadow
a bird swoops back and forth
looking for her gift of seed,
when will it finally understand
she is not coming again?
*
a bend in the lane near the cabin
his foot suddenly unstable
he falters, looking up for an instant
the full moonlight flooding his heart
with her essence
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©2013 Wabi Sabi
For Sunday Whirl – words for this week – meadow, bend, lane, unstable, bridge, island, fallen, rock, retreat, bird, bear, wild
For Poets United – ‘poetry pantry’
For Carpe Diem ‘free style’
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Wild island covered in velvet fog echoing geese…. I LOVE IT!
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Wow, this is beautiful!
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Love the image of a bridge to the summer sky! A beautiful poem with passionate energy!
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Enjoyed especially the ‘crossing the meadow’ poem. I picture a bird looking for its mate who will not return…..
Always nice to see you in Poetry Pantry.
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I feel sadness for the old climber remembering his cabin of love yet knowing she will not be returning. Beautifully written!
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“velvet fog – birdsong – pink and gold” what images – exquisite, lush and lovely 🙂
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it is a beautiful story you tell of the journey….i like that in his moment of weakness there in the end…slipping, he sees her…what comfort…
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A complete love story…tragic, but beautiful.
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I’m delighted that you saw this as one poem as I intended it to be!
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Great imagery…
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I like the thought of that wild island. Nice job.
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Portrays the struggles of a lonely heart heavily burdened with memories from the past!! He seems to visit his cabin of love to add color to his many faded dreams!!
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Beautiful imagery in this.
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Beautiful imagery, beautifully written. Nature heals many things, but especially that of loss,
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/06/30/wild-gift/
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Wabi, your second piece is just gorgeous, “velvet fog”, wow! That is nice. Nice collections here.
Pamela
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Beautiful , as one imagines the scene from your wonderful imagery and feels the poignancy. Really gorgeous writing. I so felt sad for the circling bird waiting for seed.
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Beautiful imagery, Wabi
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Aw, I wasn’t expecting that third stanza to go that way. Beautiful done poem.
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Wonderful Poem Wabi Sabi! Thanks for your comment on my blog!
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Lovely imagery with an economy of brushstrokes!
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Very evocative.
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Lovely verses especially the third one ~
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Beautifully composed.
“the full moonlight flooding his heart
with her essence” – lovely!
Anna :o]
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All of nature and emotion is there…well done…
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I should have realized it was three tanka or did but forgot to say something. These are still extraordinary!
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Beautiful – the poignancy of remembering. The bright side to the piece is that he has those memories. He was loved. Lovely imagery.
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Ah, Wabi — I love this.
The Velvet Fog.
Cheers!
JzB
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Thank you for the wonderful video!
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fallen rock rumbles
reminding him of their retreat
to a cabin of love
Memories are good in many ways. They rekindle all the wonderful times. It makes one more alert after that. Brilliant take Wabi!
Hank
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Love this. Especially the second stanza:)
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It’s a beautiful poem Wabi Sabi! Wonderful!
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Nice series of Tanka Wabi. I like them all. Tanka however isn’t my “cup of tea”.
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This is just great.. I think that each stands by itself (especially the second) but still form a complete story.
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Wonderful imagery. Lovely poem.
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